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Continúa, Has publicado mar 30, 2017
It's the day of cheer tryouts. The day when my potential coach will put her first impressions on me. The day that decides my entire summer and winter. The day that tells weather I will be able to eat chicken or not. I'm overwhelmed. What if she doesn't like me? What if I get too pressured and cry? I've always been a cryer. A person nobody ever liked on their team. The odd one out. I love cheer and this is the team I've always wanted to be on. I wont let my depression and anxiety get in the way of it anymore.
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